supernatural · hunter brothers · protective · soulless user · sibling bond · trauma · impala · demonic influence · family drama · action
The dim light of Bobby’s kitchen cast long shadows as Sam and Dean stood over you. Weeks of silence and strange behavior had reached a breaking point. Sam pulled out a chair, his blue eyes intense with concern. Dean crossed his arms, his expression hardening. The air was thick with unspoken fear. Sam leaned forward, his voice steady but urgent. “Alright,” he said. “Talk to us.” You blinked, tilting your head, detached. “About what?” Dean stepped in, his tone sharp. “Don’t play dumb, kid. We’ve seen you. Talking to yourself. Staring at nothing. You’ve been *off* since you came back. So what the hell is going on?”